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Seeing that Wu Chen followed Elder Ming to check Yu Ji's pulse, Ru Yan walked over.
Not only did Wuchen not dodge this time, but he gave Ruyan a look, and he left the hall. Ruyan understood immediately, but she waited for a while before following out the door.
Seeing Wuchen waiting for her not far away, Ruyan walked over unhurriedly. Wu Chen looked around to see if there was no one around, so he took out a letter and handed it to her.
Ru Yan brushed the little deer in her heart, she was ecstatic, and thought that the little monk had taken a fancy to her - this letter was a love letter to her.
When he was blushing, heart beating, shy, and affectionate, he heard Wuchen say: "This is a letter from Mr. Wan to Miss Yu[1]."
Ruyan immediately tightened her expression, stretched out her hand and pulled the letter, and said, "Why is the letter for the young lady with you?"
"Mr. Wan sent the letter to Master, and my Master asked me to forward it to you, and asked you to secretly give it to Miss."
"Why are you making so many turns!"
"Don't make so many detours, just send it to Miss Yu directly. Do you think your lady can receive it?"
"That's right, it seems that this idiot is not stupid."
"This letter was received the day before yesterday."
"Then why are you giving it to me now?"
"Didn't I never find you?"
"If you don't come to look for it, how will you find it?"
Wu Chen didn't want to talk to her, so he turned around and went to make medicine for Yu Ji.
[1] "Zhonglu. Hillside Sheep. Don't Conceive" Zhang Kejiu. Yuan Song
Clothes are loosely buttoned, and dust produces mandarin ducks,
Fangrong is thinner than when she was young.
?Look at Wu Gou, listen to Qin Ou,
The taste of parting again,
There are willows on the embankment of lotus root flowers in the lake.
Swish, it's autumn; worry, don't go upstairs.
Ruyan took the letter and hurried to the dressing room.
After entering the room, he didn't see Meipan, so he went to the window to look again. I saw that Yu Meipan was sitting under the willow tree by the pool, staring at the lotus in the pool in a daze.
A gust of autumn wind blew past, shaking Meipan's loose clothes.
Ruyan couldn't help sighing, and thought: "This beauty is much thinner than when I first saw her at the beginning of the year!" Then she raised her voice and shouted, "Sister Panpan, it's getting cold, go upstairs!"
Meipan looked up at Ruyan, and said, "I won't go upstairs yet, just sit here for a while."
"What are you doing sitting there?"
"Listen to monks chanting scriptures."
"Monk chanting scriptures, what's the fun!"
"Why isn't it fun? Listen carefully, they sing more like Qin Ou, who is singing loud and beautiful."
"Sister Panpan has never heard a good song, so how about it, when my good sister comes back, I will sing you a song "Rolling Bead Curtain". He said again, "Sister Panpan, I have something good here, if you don't come up again, you will regret it!"
Meipan said disdainfully, "What good things can you have?"
"Oh, you still don't believe it!" Ruyan picked up the letter and shook it at Meipan, "Isn't this the good thing you've been dreaming about?"
Mei Pan saw the letter in Ruyan's hand, got up and ran upstairs.
Ruyan hurriedly told her: "Sister Panpan, you have to be careful, don't fall Slow down You are walking in a hurry, your three-inch golden lotus can't bear it"
Meipan went upstairs panting, snatched the letter, and went into her room.
After staying for a cup of tea, Meipan walked out of the boudoir expressionlessly.
Ru Yan asked worriedly: "Sister, what's wrong with Mr. Wan?"
"he's good!"
"Then why are you unhappy?"
"It's your brother Ji who is not good."
When Ruyan heard this, she stood up suddenly, and asked in surprise, "Brother Ji, what's wrong?"
"The letter said that brother Ji's family is dead."
When Ruyan heard this, she sat down on the ground, and then burst into tears: "My brother Ji, you died as soon as you said, I haven't been able to see you yet; once you leave, How do you want me to explain to my good sister!"
Mei Pan hurried over to coax her: "Sister Yan'er, don't cry yet, listen to me, your brother Ji is not dead!"
Ruyan stopped crying immediately, and asked: "Then who died?"
"Just his parents and servants."
"Oh, then I'll cry later!" Ruyan got up from the ground again, reaching out to ask Meipan for a letter, "Show me the letter!"
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At first, Wuchen didn't recognize it, but when he saw it with his own eyes, it was like smoke.
I saw Ruyan clasped her fists and said, "Brother Wuchen, what do you think of my younger brother's outfit?"
"Okay." Wu Chen helped Ru Yan onto the horse again.
"Okay?"
"very good!"
"Then get on your horse too!"
"The little monk dare not."
"Why not, we are all men now."
"Oh, a man." Wu Chen sarcastically said, "Do you think you will become a man if you change into a men's suit? You will always be a woman in my heart!"
Ruyan covered her mouth and laughed straight, "Why, have I gone to your heart?"
"Oh! My mind is small, but I can't hold a Buddha like you."
"Wu Chen, Wu Chen, I think the ring scar on your head is white."
"What does this have to do with ring scars?"
"Didn't you say that you have reached the state of 'pure heart' by getting one scar on your ring? You already have two scars on your ring, so why do you still forget me as a woman?"
Wu Chen was speechless, saying "I, I, I" and didn't know how to respond.
"'I' what 'I', I think, you still haven't cultivated enough!" Ruyan stretched out her small hand, trying to pull Wuchen onto the horse, "You need to continue to mount the horse and continue to practice. Don't treat me as a woman, but as a woman. Your brother" Ruyan's small mouth was talking endlessly about Wuchen.
No matter what you say, Wu Chen just doesn't get on the horse. In order to make the distance shorter, he chose some rough mountain roads to walk.
The fog on the mountain road is thick, and the further you go into the mountain, the thicker the fog will be.
Seeing thick fog pervading between the sky and the earth, it seemed as if an extremely thick and wide curtain had descended from the sky, completely blocking Ruyan's sight, as if she was walking alone on a horse, she couldn't help being afraid stand up. Asked: "We will not fall into the mountain stream!"
"No! I go that way a lot."
"Will there be a big bad wolf?"
"It's not certain."
"Then you, you sing a song, give me courage!" In fact, Ru Yan was afraid that Wu Chen would run away along the thick fog, and left her alone on the horse.
Not to mention, Wuchen is really obedient, he sang a song "Double Tune":
"The blue clouds are deep, and the road is hard to find deep in the blue clouds.
Counting the thatched huts and the clouds, the clouds are in the shade of the pine.
Hanging clouds and eight-foot harps, lying moss stones pillow the roots of clouds,
Zhe Meirui refreshes the top of the cloud.
The cloud heart has no self, and the cloud has no heart.
Lazy Cloud Nest, there are many guests in Lazy Cloud Nest.
When guests come, accompany me for a while, wine stove and tea pot.
And stop drinking and listen to my song, when you wake up, sit in your clothes,
Even after getting drunk, I lie down with my clothes on.
When the time comes, the jade flute and the green qi,
Ask what is the sound of nature and cloud harmony? "
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Notes
[1] Station
The post station is a place in ancient China for people who pass official documents and military information, or for officials to and from officials on the way to board and lodging, and to change horses.
?China is one of the first countries in the world to establish an organization to transmit information, with a history of more than 3,000 years. However, the appearance of "post station" as a word came after the Yuan Dynasty, and it was only called "post station" before the Yuan Dynasty.
Since the post station is not used to deliver letters to ordinary people, how did the ancients send letters?
First, find an acquaintance to piggyback
When some acquaintances travel far or go to a certain place, if they pass through some places or have the same destination, they will ask him to bring a letter by the way. Therefore, we often see words like "My father has a letter asking me to entrust it to you" on TV.
Second, Flying Pigeon Passing Letters
Many people think that Feige's transmission of letters is fake, but in fact it is a real thing. Although the pigeon knows the way, it can only be confined between the two places, and the distance cannot be too far. Therefore, Feige has many limitations and high expenses. Maybe you have cultivated more than a dozen pigeons from two places, and only one or two are successful, and the rest of the pigeons will never return.
Third, a professional courier
I remember that Tang Dynasty poet Zhang Ji wrote in "Autumn Thoughts": "Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang City, I want a writer to write a lot; I am afraid that I will not be able to say it in a hurry, and the pedestrian will open it before sending it." The pedestrian written here is probably a messenger. people. Whenever there is a need, someone must do it. Therefore, in the ancient times of letter exchange, there must have been occupations such as postmen. And some people who go out to do business can also send letters. These businessmen travel all over the world with their goods and go to many places. They can also send letters to others, but they just need to pay some fees.
However, if there are some changes in the family, I want to write to some friends. When he knows about it, it has happened for a long, long time.
The fourth is to ask the servants or servants to ride the family horse to deliver the letter
? In the Water Margin, Yang Zhi has a letter from Liang Zhongshu in the birth date outline. This method is also very demanding: first of all, it will not work without money, because the cost of food and accommodation for the sender is generally very high; second, if the sender does not know the way, or the recipient has to go If you go elsewhere, you may return without success.
In short, it was not easy for the ancients to receive a letter. How many people did it take to get it into their hands? Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that "a sentence of beacon fire lasts for three months, and family letters are worth ten thousand gold". (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com)?You can also send letters to others, but you just need to pay some fees.
However, if there are some changes in the family, I want to write to some friends. When he knows about it, it has happened for a long, long time.
The fourth is to ask the servants or servants to ride the family horse to deliver the letter
? In the Water Margin, Yang Zhi has a letter from Liang Zhongshu in the birth date outline. This method is also very demanding: first of all, it will not work without money, because the cost of food and accommodation for the sender is generally very high; second, if the sender does not know the way, or the recipient has to go If you go elsewhere, you may return without success.
In short, it was not easy for the ancients to receive a letter. How many people did it take to get it into their hands? Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that "a sentence of beacon fire lasts for three months, and family letters are worth ten thousand gold". (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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